Basically, All Anyone Has To Do Is

You Have To Shrink Yourself To Fit Into This Little Life With Him.

It Scares Me. But Then I Get This Big Feeling, Simple But Exalted: He's Like Me, Just With Different Details.

I Live By Edith Whartons Rule To Get Rid Of Anything Neither Useful Nor Beautiful. So I Put The Tv Out On The Street.

He Tried To Smile, But It Was Just A Shape His Mouth Made.

You Will Say Good-bye For All The Right Reasons. You're Tired Of Living In Wait For His Apocalypse. You Have Your Own Fight On Your Hands, And Though It's No Bigger Or More Noble Than His, It Will Require All Of Your Energy. It's You Who Has To Hold On To Earth. You Have To Tighten Your Grip -- Which Means Letting Go Of Him.